Claim To Fame (Letra)

Tha Alkaholiks

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Don’t you worry ‘bout hurting me
I’ve been hurt before
Don’t you worry ‘bout using me
I always knew the score
Don’t get excited
When i come and go
My claim to fame baby was a long, long time ago

Did you get what you wanted
Are you through with me
I can feel your nails cutting
I bleed so easily
The angels of mercy
Never rescued my soul
My claim to fame baby was a long. long time ago
I can’t stop the burning in my soul

So don’t get excited
‘cause it’s only me
The same guy you’ve been laughing at
Continuously
But i ain’t no threat now
We all come and go
My claim to fame baby was a long, long time ago
I can’t stop the burning in my soul

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Claim To Fame (Letra)

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What gives you this crazy thought
That you can talk to my woman
What’s your claim to fame
What gives you half a mind
To even think her name
What’s your claim to fame?
What’s your name?

Gonna give you just one more chance
To make amends to my woman
You got yourself to blame
Only thing that’s left to do
Is to think real hard about what you’re gonna do
About your crazy game
What’s your name?

What’s your name?
Who the hell do you think you are?
What’s your game?
Are you some ‘top of the pops’ star?

What gives you this crazy thought
That you think you can talk to my woman
What’s your claim to fame?
What gives you half a mind
To even think her name
What’s your claim to fame?
What’s your name?

(charlton)
Copyright 1978 nazsongs/panache music ltd.
International copyright secured. all rights resereved.
1979 a&m records, inc.

Claim To Fame (Letra)

Dead Moon

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Talk-talk, yak-yak
Watch you pull that old one track
Get it up and get it back
Making it upon your back

No space, no rent
The money’s gone, it’s all been spent now
Tell me ‘bout your claim to fame

Now ain’t that some claim to fame

Extra, extra, read all about it now
Extra, extra, something ‘bout a claim to fame
Ooohhh sweet mama, ooohhh sweet mama
Something ‘bout your claim to fame

Wet lips, dry now
Ready for that old hand out, now
Ain’t that some claim to fame

Spaced out, spaced in
The head’s round, the square’s flat
Ain’t that some claim to fame

Now tell me ain’t that some claim to fame

Extra, extra, read all about it now
Extra, extra, something, something ‘bout some claim to fame
Ooohhh-wheee sweet mama, extra, extra, something
Something ‘bout your claim to fame

Yeah now

I said now, extra, extra
Something ‘bout your claim to fame
I said now, extra, extra
Something ‘bout your claim to fame
Ooohhh mama, said now, extra, extra
Something ‘bout your claim to fame
Extra, extra, something ‘bout a
About a, about a, something ‘bout your claim to fame
Extra, extra, something ‘bout a
‘bout a, ‘bout a, something ‘bout your claim to fame
Ooohhh, ooohhh sweet mama
Something ‘bout your claim to fame
Oh, ooohhh sweet mama
Something ‘bout your claim to fame